Quick story,kinda dead on topic,kinda "out there" as usual
I at one time liked to hang out in the more rough pubs in the area because I had no time for babies or anyone telling me what was acceptable behavor,what some would i guess call biker bars.
These being pretty much "anything goes" up to actual murder you are on your own protection wise and protecting your property.
Some of these knucklheads not being the most honest patrons on the planet and intoxicated too will pretty much take anything left unatended or not personally protected with the threat of violence.
OK,fast forward.I am in my favorite dive bar and my leather is on the back of my chair.I am shooting the bull with anyone that will listen as usual and one of the "drunks" wants me to check out his new Harley which is on the sidewalk out front .
I tell my freind to watch my leather ,that I will be right back and head for the door.
anyone that wears black leather and/or hangs out in less than nice places will tell you you watch your jacket or it heads out the door and FAST !
Even a momentary lapse will get you "jacketless" no matter how well known you are so you pay attention.
well i come back in and looking at my stool i see no coat !
looking around rapidly i see some idiot heading out the side door with it (I thought) and grabbed him then took the coat off and threw it down ready for the brawl about to happen.
At this time my "buddy" comes out of the latrine wearing my jacket....uh oh...........
Seems he had to go and didn't want to leave my jacket unattended,as he should,and i grabbed a guy mistakenly who had an IDENTICAL leather !
Me "sorry man,thought you had my leather"
Him "fck you " and he dives on me.
the brawl that it turned into spilled out onto the sidewalk and ended up me against a few and it was not a good situation.I went into survival mode and while not getting too many shots in I avoided getting the snot knocked outta me by superior numbers.
eventually as these things do it ended and no real harm done...until my buddy came walking out all tore up
Me agian "dude ! What happened to you ?"
My bud"I was defending you a*shole "
Me "Damn man,I was doing OK,no real damge was done.you should have stayed clear"
My beat up buddy "we came together ,we are together and what hapens to you happens to me.You OK ?"
Me "yeah.not a scratch. but dan man,you need to learn how to duck dude "
I thought he was gonna hit ME when I said that and he would have been right to do it after I cracked on him for taking my beating.
He and I both still tell the story and laugh about it.Most don't beleive it but who cares,means nothing what folks want to beleive but one thing is sure,he passed any kind of freindship test and would do it again and that is why he is one of the "fingers" to this day.
I gave him the damn leather,he earned ownership
